His Obsession, Her Agony

divorce,

usband, Ethan, stopped swirling the amber liquid in his glass. He didn'

and empty, "You' re my wife, A

, cruel curve of his lips, a monster I now saw clearly. "Aren' t you? I own this

u did? After you killed your sister?" The old accusation, his favorite weapon, slicing me open. "You d

ou belong to me. In this life and the next. Did you forget your vows? Till death do

ll of it." He nudged my suitcase. "Unpack. We' re having dinner

He was right about one thing. Only